Love is like melting

Chapter 13 Breaking Her Heart

Mo Mo didn't even frown, the bottomless cold pool shot at Chen Ying, her thin lips were pursed lightly, her voice was domineering and arrogant: "You want to take her life, did you ask me?"

Without his permission, who would dare to take her life, especially in front of him.

With a wave of the long arm, the blood-stained blade fell to the ground with a "bang", and a domineering air rushed in all directions.

"But she—" Chen Ying hissed the second half of his sentence in his gloomy eyes.

Ji Yerong faced all this with indifference, even watching Lian Mo hold the blade for her, there was no emotion in his eyes.

He stood up, flicked the dust off his body, turned around and walked inside without looking at anyone present, his high and low steps were exposed in front of everyone's eyes.

Before they noticed that her behavior was restricted, but they couldn't see why. Now that they knew it, everyone's eyes were filled with astonishment.

She should have known earlier, her leg must be injured, otherwise... otherwise, how could she be subdued by Chen Ying? !
"Captain—" Old Ten's eyes turned red suddenly, and his voice choked up.

She stopped in her steps, turned her back to them, did not turn around, did not look back, and her voice tightened: "I am no longer your captain."

When the voice fell to the ground, he straightened his back and walked forward. His thin back was standing in the world, with the tragic and lonely feeling of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever".

"How could it be—" an unknown murmur circulated among the crowd.

Lian Mo's dark eyes swept them around, ignoring his bleeding hand, his eyes followed the faint shadow, "You hurt my hand, and her——heart."

The voice was very soft, not a reproach, but it was better than a reproach, hitting each of them hard in their hearts.

What could be more chilling than being put to death by a comrade-in-arms who once stood side by side with life and death.

Lian Mo went in, Cheng Mu stayed behind, called the royal doctor Yan Xi to treat your wound, cut off the phone, he turned and looked at the soldier ghost, his eyes sank calmly.

"Fortunately, you are still the best soldiers she has trained. Didn't anyone find out that Yueying was seriously injured at that time, and there was no hope of survival at all. Taking an extra breath of oxygen would be more pain and torture for her !"

The loud and loud words were like a slap in the face, slamming hard on every face that thought they were righteous, making them feel ashamed.

Yan Xi treated the wound on the palm of your Excellency in the President's office. The knife cut was too deep, and she wanted to see the bones, so naturally she bleed a lot.

She meant for an infusion, but Lian Mo waved his hand to indicate no need. When Yan Xi bandaged him, his eyes kept falling on the beautiful figure on the sofa.

Because of her training since she was a child, Ji Yerong's sitting posture is not like a woman's, but like a willow in the wind. She sits very upright, with her hands and fingers placed on her lap in a regular manner, giving people a sense of rigor and righteousness of a soldier.

Her empty eyes kept looking out of the window, the snow not far away had not melted, and the paleness was reflected in the depths of her eyes.

Yan Xi packed her things, and when she bowed and was about to step back, Lian Mo said, "Wait."

He got up and walked in front of Ji Yerong, squatting down his noble body, "Look at her feet." Chenying's kick was not light just now, her legs were not good, and she was afraid that it would aggravate her leg disease.

Before her fingertips touched her trousers, she suddenly came back to her senses, staring at him with sharp and guarded eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Don't touch me!"

Lian Mo raised his head to look at her, and said softly, "Let Yan Xi take a look."

"No need." She refused very simply, her expression was cold and without any emotion, but the right hand on her knee betrayed her heart, and her fingertips quietly picked it up, as if to pinch into the flesh.

(End of this chapter)